The Wickedest (DJ Mister Cee Featuring Notorious B.I.G.)

[Funkmaster Flex]
Hold up, shut this [bad word] down
It's goin down baby, Funk Flex
We about to black out to [bad word] Brooklyn, with my [bad word] Mister Cee
cause you know how the [bad word] I get down!
Big dog, pitbull status [bad word] 

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yeah..
You're now enterin the mode of the notorious Biggie Smalls
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, representin
This one goin out to Brooklyn, y'all know what time it is
It's goin out to all the gangsters
All the pimps and players, hoes and [bad word] Y'all know what time it is.. so this what I want y'all to do
I want y'all to grab y'all Dutch Masters 
and y'all White Owls and y'all Phillies.. mmm!
Get you a fat sack, a pint of Hennessey and lay back 
Gon' do this one for my man Mister Cee, representin all day, everyday
And all you other tape niggaz, and bootleggers, stay in the house
Cause Brooklyn got this [bad word] locked down
So any time you're ready Mister Cee
we gon' get hardcore on these homos

Like I said before, Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, hardcore
Uhh, representin
Biggie Smalls in the house
Uhh, check it, huh

[The Notorious B.I.G.]
Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggaz say I'm [bad word]  I dare you to stick your [bad word] in this
If I was [bad word] I'd be filled with syphillis
Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia, gettin rid of ya
Got it locked like the penitentiary
Niggaz mention me for M.C. execution, who you choosin?
The wack MC? Or the black fat MC? 
Jack Dempsey would start shakin
All it's takin, is some marijuana and I'm makin
MC's break fast like flapjacks and bacon
Backspins to windmill, who's still the gin drinker
Ill thinker - explodin when the paper hits the ink, uhh
Take your gangsta chronicles, turn to page 666
Holocaust, Big the merciless
Niggaz press they luck-and they get a [bad word] in
Straight up the [bad word]  raw dog with the rash
and I don't [bad word] wit the condoms
The condoms is a problem from the AIDS gettin sprayed
Diseases, Big pleases, MC's across the seas
is just the way I clutch my prey, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowin niggaz out the frame, simple and plain
But gettin back, to the black, rhinocerous of rap
Big took a loss, how preposterous is that [bad word] 
Recognize.. notorious Biggie Smalls, ninety-four, "Ready to Die"
Y'all niggaz hold y'all heads
Mister Cee, set it off baby-pop..

{*Funk Flex scratches the end*}